Happy birthday, Em!
Sparky, I'd love to meet up with you and the family as well.
Let's drop the pretense and have a reality show on Fox: "American President" that will decide the Republican nominee. The audience can vote with money and the person with the least money is eliminated from the next round.
That's terrifying, Gud. I hope there aren't any Fox execs lurking on this board.
So I have a new niece. She's kinda cute.
Hey Jess, aren't you Rock-Center-ish? (Or anyone New York-y...) I have to meet a colleague for a quick lunch around 52nd and 6th. Thoughts? I'm inclined toward bar-and-grill type places for the balance of comfort, price, and speed.
When teapartiers talks about the "founders," they clearly are not thinking of the East Coast liberal elites who brought us the Revolution and the Constitution. They're certainly not thinking of the man who wrote, "But it does me no injury for my neighbor to say there are 20 gods or no God. It neither picks my pocket nor breaks my leg."
I just drove four miles in what was essentially a foot-deep stream. Tornado warnings! Fifty MPH winds! Rain of toads!
You're getting that rain of toads for talking smack about the founders, Ginger. These were God fearing white men who made all the decisions for the rest of us and we were happy about it.
Or a Bush. Pick a Bush, any Bush.
My mind went to a bad place.
My nails got all f'ed up.
I am just exhausted all of a sudden. I don't think I ate enough today.
I don't think I ate enough today.
Sorry, my fault. I was eating All the Food.
Cool beans. I'm putting together a mix for Matilda's class and just scored Ray Charles singing the alphabet on Sesame Street to go with the Pointer Sister's Pinball Count (the animated thing on Sesame Street).
Also, nabbed the two songs from Kiki's Delivery Service.